In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

He looked up at the person who had come.

He was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen, dressed in white, with a plant delicately embroidered in gold thread. The plant looked familiar; it seemed like I had seen it somewhere before.

Duan De scratched his head, trying hard to recall.

It was naturally familiar, because that was the Nine Wonders Elixir of Immortality!

As the chief disciple of the Nanpai sect, he felt that the sect should have a prominent symbol, and that when he became the Holy Lord, everyone would embroider the Nine Wonders Elixir of Immortality.

"I thank you, young friend." Duan De stood upright, his voice loud and clear, displaying the demeanor of a master. "But could you please return that precious spear to me? I have a connection with this item."

At this time, Lü Yao looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, so Duan De naturally took advantage of his age to bully the younger one.

“Master, you are mistaken.” Lu Yao sighed and shook his head repeatedly: “Not to mention that I saved you once, this golden spear is a great weapon of death. Touching it brings bad luck. I sacrificed myself to save the tiger for the peace of the Eastern Wilderness and to suppress the weapon of death.”

Damn, that golden thing doesn't look like a murder weapon at all.

Duan De has always been shameless, making others so angry they feel like their livers hurt. Now, where did this little brat come from that makes him laugh out loud?

"Hehe, where did this ignorant brat come from? He dares to steal my things. Take this!" Duan De didn't waste any words and immediately attacked, his large hand sweeping across the air towards Lü Yao.

That giant hand wasn't a real hand, but rather formed from condensed energy. It was several people in size, which was terrifying.

If placed on Earth, it could easily smash a building.

Lu Yao's expression changed, and he shouted, "Wait!"

"Scared? Then hand it over!" Duan De smiled calmly, his large hand pausing, waiting for the little guy to beg for mercy and obediently hand over the item.

Lu Yao did not immediately hand over the golden spear. Suddenly, a purple gourd appeared in front of him. The gourd's mouth was dark black, and its depth could not be seen. A blazing and intense blue lightning bolt burst out, making a loud rumbling sound.

"boom!"

Several streaks of blue lightning broke through space and rushed towards Duan De.

In an instant, Duan De's ruddy face turned black, his hair exploded, and he was sent flying backward, crashing into the small hill behind him.

"Master, I told you it was a cursed weapon. You were injured just from one glance."

Lü Yao did not go all out, but only scratched the surface.

This Thunder-Nourishing Technique is a secret technique of a sage, obtained from the Yao Guang Inheritance Hall, but it is not easy to cultivate, and very few disciples know it.

He asked Elder Zhou to summon a bolt of lightning, which was then refined using the Thunder Nourishing Technique of the Devouring Heaven Immortal Art and kept in a gourd.

Even the most ordinary lightning bolts, after being nurtured, can cause extremely terrible damage.

"Cough cough."

Inside the human-shaped hole, a charred hand appeared first, and then the whole person crawled out.

Lü Yao's eyes narrowed.

As expected, aside from being a bit disheveled, it didn't cause much damage. He truly deserves to be called a Transcending Tribulation Celestial Venerable.

Is this physical body still so resilient, even after it was slashed by itself upon awakening?

"Fellow Daoist, your methods are excellent. I will concede this weapon; it is indeed an ominous object."

Duan De was decisive and didn't hesitate at all. He turned around and left, cursing the little brat who had suddenly appeared in his heart.

Transform into rainbow light and leave this area.

A bolt of lightning struck, and Lü Yao went from being a junior friend to a fellow Daoist; his cultivation level had increased.

Lü Yao immediately followed Duan De and disappeared into the horizon.

Chapter Fourteen Robbery

Ye Fan was currently on a mountaintop when he discovered that many spirit weapons had been left there.

Since the powerful figures from those holy lands and major sects began attacking the Demon Emperor's Tomb, the number of spirit weapons that transformed into streams of light has increased dramatically, blotting out the sky. Many lesser cultivators are trying their luck to see if they can obtain one.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes lit up as a crimson divine rainbow shot towards him, leaving a trail of fiery clouds in its wake, before piercing the stone wall in front of him with a "plop".

Ye Fan wondered to himself, "Could it be that I only got this kind of luck after sacrificing Pang Bo?"

He had just followed the Demon Emperor's Holy Heart to find Pang Bo, and sure enough, the latter's body had not yet been completely possessed.

However, due to insufficient cultivation, he was thrown back by the demon woman with golden wings.

When he went to search again, the once vibrant world was now desolate, and Pang Bo had vanished without a trace.

"It's because my cultivation level is too low that I feel so powerless." Ye Fan sighed softly, vowing to improve his cultivation level as soon as possible.

If they had the cultivation level of those five great figures in the heavens, they wouldn't have to worry about not being able to bring Pang Bo back.

Ye Fan shook his head to clear his mind, then stepped forward, gathered his magic power at his fingertips, cut open the stone wall, and took out a bead surrounded by crimson light.

He now possesses a jade-green dagger and a thunderous purple blade in his stamina system. With this new one, he now has three spiritual weapons. If he no longer needs them, he can auction off two of them.

According to the elders of Lingxu Cave Heaven, many large cities have auction houses where people can sell their goods and exchange them for cultivation resources.

It is at least better than Baicaoye and Jiuyeshen.

It's a pity that the light blue mirror I found at the beginning was snatched away by that fat Taoist priest.

Ye Fan was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth.

"Hahahaha!" A voice came from afar. A fat Taoist priest rode a divine rainbow, his eyes sparkling, and came toward Ye Fan.

"Damn it, this piece of trash!" Ye Fan cursed his bad luck, grabbed the Cabernet Sauvignon, and turned to run away.

"As expected, this humble Taoist priest is destined to meet you, young friend. This is the second time already." The fat Taoist priest stood in front of Ye Fan, his face glowing with health.

He didn't manage to snatch the golden spear from that young friend, but he's determined to have the Cabernet Sauvignon in that friend's hands.

Duan De snorted, stretched out his fat palm, raised his chin, and pointed at Ye Fan.

This means that they handed it over voluntarily.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth so hard they were almost ground to powder: "Master Duan, didn't you say last time that you'd have good luck if we met again? Why are you stealing my things? You've already stolen a mirror from me."

Duan De snorted coldly: "I did bring you good luck, but you gave me all the bad luck. I even had my golden spear stolen. You are responsible for this, and this bead should be used to compensate me."

This person is simply unreasonable! Does the cultivation world of the Eastern Wilderness even have a God? Let the lightning strike him dead!

If he weren't outmatched, Ye Fan would have loved to punch him to death, one punch after another. His left punch dealt high damage, and his right punch dealt high damage, so he would have smashed him until his face was covered in bruises.

He cursed under his breath, a bitter smile on his face, and held out the beads in his hand, ready to hand them over.

Fortunately, there are still two spirit weapons in the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

Suddenly, Ye Fan opened his eyes wide, grabbed the bead, and ran backward as fast as a rabbit.

"You little brat..." Duan De was about to chase after him when a loud bang came from the sky.

"Wait a minute!"

This sound, this word... why does it sound so familiar?

"Splash!"

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket descended from the sky, engulfing Duan De completely.

"Hey!"

The thunder came and went quickly, and the sky returned to its clear state.

Duan De's precious clothes were now tattered and torn, his body was covered in black, and he smelled of meat. He fell backward and lay on the ground, motionless.

Ye Fan peeked out from behind a stone wall, watching the scene furtively.

"That was close! I almost got dragged down by that damned Taoist priest and struck by lightning. But then again, are my words really that accurate?"

Ye Fan walked out into a clear blue sky. The main battlefield where the major forces were fighting was a hundred miles away from here, with secret techniques and treasures flying everywhere, making it impossible for him to be here.

"That 'Wait a minute' sounds familiar." Ye Fan suddenly noticed a white rainbow light flying from afar and landing directly on the ground.

Ye Fan's face lit up with joy: "Lü Yao!"

"Ye Zi, what are you doing here?" Lü Yao lied through his teeth; he had already seen Duan De robbing Ye Fan from afar.

The moment he saw Ye Fan, he revealed his true form.

"The Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven isn't far from here. I came here to see if I could find some treasures," Ye Fan said truthfully. There were far too many junior cultivators with the same idea.

"Just stay away and avoid being affected by those holy land cultivators."

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Ye Fan's mind: "Lao Lü, did you release that lightning bolt?"

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that it hit the fatso right away? That "Wait a minute" really was Lü Yao's voice.

Lu Yao nodded and walked to where Duan De's body lay: "It was me. I saved this fat Taoist's life. He repaid kindness with enmity and stole my spiritual weapon. I was so angry that I chased after him."

Ye Fan gritted his teeth: "Damn that idiot Taoist priest."

"But don't hold a grudge too much. That spirit weapon is full of demonic power, and it's normal for people with weak wills to be bewitched. He may have had his will invaded by demonic energy, so I came to purify him."

"So he's dead?" Ye Fan ignored Lü Yao's nonsense and asked curiously as he watched Lü Yao touching the fat Taoist priest.

“Die? This guy is extraordinary, he won’t die so easily. He’s just been temporarily stunned by the electric shock, he’ll wake up soon. Let’s quickly take out the good stuff from his body and then we’ll leave.”

Lu Yao reached out and pulled out a red peach talisman, which possessed a mysterious Taoist charm and had rather enigmatic Taoist patterns on it.

He put it away first, then threw it into the Sea of ​​Wheels, and put it into the "Wait a Moment" gourd.

Next came a golden Taoist crown, a jet-black longsword, and a palm-sized purple-gold chariot...

One by one, Lu Yao took out treasures from the fat Taoist's mind or storage bag. Each one was extraordinary, exuding a mysterious aura, or even possessing spiritual power.

In addition, there are many sources and several thousand-year-old medicinal herbs.

"Heh! That fatso has quite a lot on him. Ye Zi, don't be shy, take these. It's like doing justice for God."

Lu Yao handed over seven or eight spirit weapons, two old herbs, and a pile of source materials.

In this way, he would still have about ten spirit weapons in his possession, which would be a huge fortune if he auctioned them off at the Heavenly Demon Palace.

"This...this isn't right, is it?" Ye Fan swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing his greed.

It wasn't that he thought robbing the fat man was wrong, but rather that he felt it was wrong to share the spoils without having contributed anything.